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Dec 2018
I am the rocks
In the rivers
We used to skip
Sunken to the bottom as if
None of the smooth
Hops across the water mattered
Stuck in mucky water
With nothing to show
Except a few smooth
Dances across the still surface
and a swift fall to
Resting grounds
Where all the memories we shared lay on each and every stone
Iz
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